"I see," I said, hoping I sounded calm. "And she had her clothes off in the pictures?" Bill was having a harder time stifling his laughter.

"Yeah, she was naked. Sam said he found them on the computer. His dad and some other guy were in the pictures too. They didn't have clothes on either. They had erections."

"Well," I said, more than a little shocked. "You remember that we talked about erections. Men get them when they get interested in a woman."

"Yup," he nodded. "Dad put his erection up your vagina and you got pregnant and had me. Sam's dad and this other guy were putting their erections in Sam's mom. They even put 'em up her butt and in her mouth."

This was getting out of hand. "Steven, you and Sam shouldn't have been looking at those pictures. What his mom was doing was very private. We talked about how important privacy is."

He looked down at the floor. "I was just curious."

Bill asked, "Did the pictures give YOU an erection?" I glared at my husband but he ignored me.

Steven laughed self-consciously, "Yeah, me and Sam both got erections."

"And what did you do about that?" Bill asked.

"Nothin'" he said, avoiding looking at us. Then after a moment, "Well, we masturbated."

"Oh jeez!" I said. "In FRONT of each other?"

Embarrassed, Steven shrugged and nodded. "We did that before. It's no big deal!"

I was at something of a loss for words. Bill didn't seem upset in the slightest, "All you two did was masturbate?"

"Well, kinda," Steven said. "Sam said we should try the up the butt thing like his mom was doing in the picture. He said it felt good."

I was totally shocked, "And did you?"

He shrugged, "Well, yeah. He let me do it to him first, then he did it to me. We took turns bending over the chair in his room."

"Did you..did you ejaculate in each other?"

He looked at me like it was a dumb question, "Well, sure. And it was funny how my penis got hard again when he put his up my butt."

"And where did Sam learn about guys doing that?" Bill asked.

"Oh that's a secret," Steven said solemnly. "I can't tell you that."

"I think you'd better," I said sternly.

"But I promised that I wouldn't tell!" he said plaintively. But from the look on my face, he knew he had to tell me. Finally, his shoulders drooped and he said, "He learned how from his dad."

"WHAT?"

He shrugged vaguely, looking down again. "Yeah. He gets in bed with his mom and dad on some nights. They do all kinda stuff."

"What about Melissa?" I asked, referring to Sam's 16 year old sister.

"Oh yeah," Steven nodded. "She's there too."

I was stunned. Finally, I managed to say, "Steven, I don't want you talking about this to anyone. Now, I think you should go to bed. Your father and I need to talk." Steven left the room without another word, knowing that some forbidden line had been crossed.

I looked at Bill, "Can you BELIEVE what you just heard?"

Bill was entirely too calm. "Well, these things happen."

I got angry. "The whole family is over there fucking each other and that's all you can say? It's disgusting!"

"You're being kind of close-minded, honey. Anyway, it's none of our business."

It was then that I noticed the bulge in his pants. "You've actually got a boner about this? What kind of pervert are you?"

"Honey, calm down..." he started to say, but I cut him off, "I'm going to talk to Jean first thing tomorrow and let her know what I think of this nonsense!" Bill started to say something, but I left the room in a huff and went to bed. When Bill came in later, he tried to feel me up but I was having none of it. After I was sure he was asleep, I tried to quietly masturbate just to relax, but couldn't manage to come. It took a long time to fall asleep.

The next morning, my anger had subsided a little, but I was still determined to confront Sam's mom. After Bill had gone to work and Sam was off to school, I called Jean and said I needed to come over and talk to her. She could tell it was important, even though I refused to tell her what it was about.

Jean and her husband Mike live just down the block so it only took me a moment to get to their house. I knocked and was very surprised when Mike answered the door. He grinned.

"Hey Jennifer!" he said brightly. "I get to goof off today. They lost the electricity at work for some reason." Evidently, Jean hadn't told him that I was coming over.

I managed a slight smile,"Oh.I see..well..good for you. I need to talk to Jean about something." He invited me in and I sat down in the living room. He called for Jean and then went down to their family room.

Jean could tell I was upset about something. She got coffee for both of us and then sat down next to me on the couch. I couldn't say anything at first, but then the entire conversation of the previous evening came out in one long narrative.

By the time I was done, she was staring into her coffee cup, blushing deeply. Finally, she said, "You must think we're terrible!" Seeing her discomfort, I softened a little.

"Well, Jean, this isn't normal! I mean, the whole family?...that's incest!"

"And you and your brother wasn't?" she asked.

It was my turn to blush. Once, after a few drinks, I'd told Jean about the time I gave my brother a handjob when we were teenagers.

"But we were just kids!" I said defensively. "As adults, we know that's wrong!"

Jean looked at me. "But those forbidden desires never go away. Can you honestly say that you never think about your brother's cock when you're in bed with Bill?" I looked away, avoiding her eyes. She continued, "And what about Steven? Ever spied on him... watched him jack off?"

I shrugged. "Once..but it was an accident"

She had a small smile, "But you watched until he came, didn't you?"

I evaded the question. "That has nothing to do with you and Mike fucking your kids! I never went that far!"

"Well, maybe you should!" It was Mike. I hadn't noticed that he'd come back upstairs. He was actually grinning at me, which made me angry.

"Sorry, if I don't rise to your level of perversion!" I snapped at him, rising to my feet. "I really don't think we should see each other anymore!" I started to leave.

"Sit down, Jennifer!" Mike said. It was an order.

"What?" I said, sounding a little stupid.

"You're WAY too uptight," he grinned. "You need to loosen up. Take your clothes off."

I stared at him. "I will NOT!"

"Yes you will," He said. "Or I'll take them off for you!"

I looked at Jean. She looked back at me somewhat self-consciously, but said nothing. I turned back to Mike. "So now you're going to add rape to your sick acts?"

Mike actually laughed. "It's not rape. I have permission."

"What?" I asked, puzzled. "Permission? From who? Not from me!"

"From your husband," Mike smiled. "He called me last night after you went to bed. He said you needed a little loosening up!"

"That's a lie! Bill would never do that!"

"Oh, we talk about you a lot!" he said, smiling. "I know about that little birthmark in the crack of your ass. About how you finally started letting him cum in your mouth a couple years ago. And, oh yeah, how you masturbate on your tummy while he jacks off all over your back."

I tried not to blush, but couldn't help it. It was all true. I was shaken, but tried to keep it together. "I won't take my clothes off! I'll have you arrested if you try to force me!"

"No you won't because Bill will swear that you came down here wanting it and then just felt guilty afterwards and called the cops!"

I looked helplessly at Jean. "Please.." I said. She just shrugged and said, "Take your clothes off, Jennifer."

I looked back at Mike, then down at the carpet. Without looking back up, I kicked my shoes off and took my top off over my head. I kept my eyes downcast until all my clothes were on the floor and I stood there naked.

"Not here" I asked. "At least take me to the bedroom." Mike made a sweeping motion with his arm towards the hallway and I walked to the bedroom. I laid on my back on the bed without being told.

I tried not to watch Mike undress but couldn't help noticing his erect penis. It was considerably larger than Bill's. As he crawled onto the bed, I fought down my rising panic. I noticed Jean had come into the room and was standing by the bed.

"Do you have to watch?" I asked her.

My question was answered as her husband forced my legs open and plunged his cock into me. "Oh god! No!" I cried out. He began to pump hard and brutally. It hurt at first, but became easier after a few pumps. I kept my eyes closed. He told me to hug him and put my legs around him and I obeyed.

I saw flashes glare through my closed eyelids. Realizing what they were, I opened my eyes and screamed at Jean, "NO!". But she kept snapping pictures with her digital camera as her husband fucked me. She was obviously enjoying watching. She put the camera down for a moment, unsnapped her jeans and pushed her hand down the front of her panties.

"Fuck her Mike!" she said breathlessly as she watched and masturbated. "Oh yeah! I can see your cock in her cunt!"

He lasted quite a while. I was embarrassed by my wetness but grateful for the comfort it provided. As he came in me, Jean began taking pictures again, showing his cum oozing out of me onto the bed.

"You're a good fuck!" he said as he pulled his cock out and wiped it on my pubic hair, "Just like Bill said you were!"

"What are you going to do with the pictures?" I asked fearfully.

Jean shrugged casually. "If you're bitchy, we'll post 'em on the web!" She was taking her clothes off.

Naked, she crawled onto the bed. I saw the bare pussy that Steven had seen in the pictures. She smiled as she straddled me. "You've heard about my bare pussy," she said with a leer, "Now I want you to eat it!" She moved up until her crotch was over my face. Her crotch glistened around the swollen lips of her hairless slit.

"Jean...please don't make me.." I started to plead.

"Eat me!" she demanded and pushed her crotch into my face. Timidly, clumsily, I began using my tongue, licking her cunt, pushing it up inside her. She reached down and spread her labs wider and I felt her swollen clit against my lip. I knew what she wanted. I sucked her clitoris.

"Oh yes!" she gasped loudly, humping her hips, “Yes! Suck it!"

Mike was now taking pictures. I said nothing, knowing protests were useless. Jean suddenly went forward, planting both of her palms flat on the bed. She began humping my face with a new urgency. I knew she was about to come so I licked and sucked more vigorously. She gave little whimpers as she bordered on orgasm. I knew what sent me over the edge at times like this and I did it to her: I reached up and pushed my finger up her ass.

I'd heard that some women squirt when they come and Jean was certainly one of them. She gushed an incredible amount of her pussy juice into my mouth and all over my face, soaking my hair and the bed under my head. It was a little salty and smelled faintly of musk, but really wasn't unpleasant. In fact, I was surprised and ashamed to notice my own hips squirming as my thighs pressed together involuntarily.

Mike saw this and I felt a finger up my cunt. Almost gratefully, I rode it to my own orgasm.

Jean finally flopped off me and I struggled to sit up, her juices running down my neck onto my breasts. Mike leaned down and sucked my wet left nipple, murmuring, "Mmmmmmmmm!"

"Ok..ok" I said tiredly. "You've made me a slut. I'm sure you're happy. Can I leave now?"

"Wouldn't think of it!" Jean laughed. "We've got a full day planned for you!"

I had no idea what that meant, but was in no position to object. I was allowed to take a shower, but not to dress, although Jean and Mike did. Their being dressed made me feel more exposed, which I'm sure was the idea.

I was allowed to call Bill at his office. Naturally I was angry.

"Mike fucked me!" I told him.

"Good!" he said. "You needed that and everything else you'll get today. By the way, I jacked off here at work, thinking about what was happening to you!"

"You did?" I asked incredulously. It made me angry at first, but then I found it weirdly erotic.

"Yes," he said. "Are you where Mike and Jean can see you?" When I said I was, he said, "Good! Masturbate!"

I looked at Mike and Jean and put my free hand between my legs. They smiled. I began massaging the mound of my pussy. In a surprisingly short time, I came. I felt a dribble of my juice run down my leg.

"Did you come?" Bill asked. "Yes," I said, a little out of breath.

"Good!" he said. "Enjoy lunch!" Then he hung up.

"What's this about lunch?" I asked Mike and Jean.

"Oh, didn't I tell you?" Jean asked with mock surprise. "I've told the kids to come home for lunch!"

"You're going to let Melissa and Sam sees me like this?"

"Oh, Steven too," Mike said." He's coming with them!"

"Please! No!" I begged. "I'll do anything you want!"

"Yes, I know" Mike smiled.

The couple of hours until lunch dragged by. I didn't even raise an objection when Mike took me to the living room couch and fucked me again. It was almost a welcome distraction.

The front door opened sooner than I expected. I was in the kitchen so the kids didn't see me at first. When they did see me, I was standing with one arm across my breasts and my other hand over my bush.

Sam spoke first, "Wow Steven, your mom's got SOME body!" Melissa giggled. I could have died of shame as my son gawked at me in open admiration and....lust? This was very different from the quick glimpses he'd had of body up to now.

Mike and Jean had the kids sit down in the living room. I was then made to parade in front of them, hands behind my head. I had to squat and bend over to show absolutely every private area I had.

After Melissa got a look between my legs, she asked, "You fuck her, dad?" When he smiled and held up two fingers, she laughed. Steven regarded me with a new, intense interest.

"You guys pull 'em out" Mike said. The two boys unzipped and exposed themselves. I wasn't really surprised that my son's penis was as erect and hard as Sam's was.

I knew it was going to happen but I really wished I didn't have to go to bed with both boys at the same time. But then, I really didn't have a vote in all this.

I had barely laid down before the groping, grabbing and probing began. Both boys were now naked and I felt there rock hard young cocks brushing against me. Mike, Jean and Melissa watched approvingly as Steven mounted his own mother. By then his penetration seemed anticlimactic and I opened my legs to receive him. As Steven frantically fucked me, Sam pushed his cock into my mouth, beginning to squirt cum almost as soon as my lips closed around it. I gulped hard to swallow it all. Seeing this set Steven off and I felt his hard, hot spurts inside me. "Hope I'm gettin' ya pregnant mom!" he gasped. "I been jackin' off about doin' that!" He kept pumping in an effort to make sure I got all of his jizz.

"A few more dear, a little harder" I breathed in his ear as I hugged him close. He complied and I bucked my hips hard and came.

Then he lay on top of me with his penis still in me. I lay there, feeling his sperm beginning to leak out. I was amazed at how good I felt....

It took me awhile to figure out how they managed to slip something into my drink. I remember a women, about middle age I guess, walking past my table. She accidentally drop a set of keys that landed under my chair, I imagine while I picked them up for her someone (obviously working with her) slipped something in my glass of Draft. I imagine if anyone asked while they were dragging me out they simply said we were friends and I’d had one too many.

I awoke in a room I’d never seen before, as my blurred vision cleared I instantly noticed the video camera mounted in the corner above my head. The room was about the size of an ordinary living room, but the only furniture was the bed I woke up on. It was well lit, the florescent lights casting a glow not unlike that of an office.

Besides my subsiding headache I felt a bit of a sting in my left arm, upon examination I notice a small bandage. I remove it to the site of a small hole; obviously they had inserted some sort of needle in me while I was asleep, before I could consider the reasons why, a small piece of paper on the pillow caught my attention. It was a note:

“She’s beautiful isn’t she? Not to worry she’s all yours.

If you’ve noticed the needle, you’re probably wondering

What exactly you’ve been stuck with. Without a lot

Of details let me just say it’s a drug that, before long

Will shall we say, activate your sex drive whether you’ve

Ever considered such an act or not you will soon have no choice.

Keep in mind the video camera and make us proud.

 

Again I looked at my arm, studied it, a little confused until a soft whimper caught my attention. I look up and for the first time I notice her. A girl, maybe 12, or 13 sitting in a small chair in the corner on the opposite side of the room. She was staring at me and obviously feeling terrified. I slowly approached her, forgetting about the note. She shrank back into the chair as if it could provide some sort of protection.

“Its ok I won’t hurt you,” I tried to reassure her.

“They s-said you would.” Her voice was almost a whisper.

Who? Do what?” I asked stopping just out of reach of the terrified girl. She was beautiful, her long dark hair hung down well past her shoulders and threw her thin white shirt a pair of heart pounding young breasts were just starting to appear. The skirt she wore was way too short and I could see as it rode up that she wore no panties.

“Your gonna have sex with me,” she whispered.

Just like that it hit me, whoever they were they had brought me here to rape this young girl, and the drug they had injected me with was to make sure it happened. Worst of all the sick bastards wanted to get it all on film! I looked back to the camera and wondered if they could see us right now?

“I won’t do anything to hurt you, I promise,” I said, before thinking about that statement. What if I couldn’t help myself? What about this injection? I had never sized up a young kid like I just had a moment ago; maybe it was starting to affect me?

Instinctively I backed away. I returned to the bed slowly and sat staring at this young girl before me. And to my horror she slowly stood up and began to approach me. Holy shit she was beautiful. Those long legs that delicate little body so thin I would probably smother her if I… what am I thinking, STOP don’t let this happen!

“Can I go home now?” She pleaded softly.

I stretched an arm out and she instinctively backed away.

“Please come sit down. I won’t hurt you; I’m not the one that brought you here. I can’t get out either.”

“You can’t?”

Slowly she approached the bed and as she eased herself down on a corner I caught a glimpse of her ass and suddenly felt my breath being taken away. My cock was beginning to stir and I couldn’t fight the hard on I had in seconds.

I began to wonder if fucking this young girls tight little pussy would be so bad? The people who brought me here weren’t going to tell, so who would ever know?

Oh god no I can’t be thinking this. I tried to shake off the thought and reached out slowly to this young girl. I rubbed her forearm gently and she looked straight into my eyes.

“You’re not going to have sex with me?” She asked.

What’s your name, sweetie?”

“Sara.”

“And how old are you Sara?”

“12”

“Have you ever had sex before?” Where the fuck did that come from?

“No.”

“Do you want to?” I was losing it. Just touching her was driving me over the edge; my cock was so hard it hurt. I wanted her so bad and all that was holding me back was the small shred of morality in the back of my mind, but it was fading quickly.

“I-I don’t think I know how,” she replied.

I eased my way across the bed and put an arm around her shoulders.

“I could show you, it doesn’t have to hurt.” To my horror she thought about it for a second and then shook her head no.

“Sara….while I was asleep…whoever brought us here, well…they gave me a needle…. It makes you want to have sex really, really bad. I’m trying but I don’t think I can stop myself….”

I saw her eyes widen and felt her try to pull away. I held tighter, I couldn’t let her go not now. I had gotten a whiff of her ‘little girl sent’ and I was almost over the edge.

“Let me go I don’t want to!” Sara screamed.

“Please I’ll be careful!” I begged.

“NO! You said you wouldn’t hurt me!”

I wasn’t thinking anymore, my cock was taking over. I wrapped both arms around her and forced her face to mine. I pressed my lips to hers and she tried in vane to push me away.

As I broke the kiss she screamed and tried again to push me away.

“I-I’m sorry Sara I have to have you!”

I reached under her skirt and just having my fingers probe her sweet, innocent, virgin pussy was driving me mad. Forcing her on her back I held her two small arms with my left hand and undid my jeans with the other, letting them fall to my ankles. There would be no foreplay, no tasting her sweet innocence; my cock just couldn’t wait any longer.

I shoved her skirt up as high as I could and used my spit to soak her delicate pussy as well as my stiff cock.

Her struggling wasn’t making this easy; every time I had my cock over her small hole she would squirm a certain way and I would lose my chance at penetration, or in my case, relief.

Finally I leaned into her, using my own body wait to keep her still and with one hand on my cock to keep it steady I felt her tight hole begin to give way. As expected I met her resistance and a small part of me wanted to be gentle, but as the warmth of her young pussy began to coat my dick I felt an orgasm approaching the surface and under these circumstances I knew I couldn’t control it.

I felt her virginity rip away followed by an earth shattering scream and a more desperate struggle on Sara’s part for escape. My body weight however was too much for her.

“OHHHHHHH FUUUCKKKKKK!” I wasn’t even halfway home before I exploded deep inside her pussy. Ramming my cock the rest of the way I released it from my hand and fell on top of this young beauty. Under my full weight there was no way she could force me from her cunt.

“Take it out, take it out! Please!” She continued to beg and cry uncontrollably from the pain I was inflicting, but even as I came down from my greatest orgasm ever, I wasn’t done. Whatever this drug was an orgasm didn’t stop it from continuing it’s effects. Holding my cock deep inside her I began to thrust. Not with gentleness for this young one’s first time, but with desperation for more relief. I began to shove harder and harder, with drawing barely even half way before sinking back inside as deep as I possibly could. My hard thrusts driving Sara’s hole body up and down violently on the bed. She wasn’t fighting anymore just lying there, taking it all through her muffled cries as I kept my full weight on her tiny body.

I stole a quick glance at my cock as I began to feel something strange. Blood from her torn innocence was staining the bed and my cock as well. But I still couldn’t show any mercy; I had no control over my actions anymore.

The warmth of this young girls pussy was amazing, I had never had such a tight fuck in all my life and the feelings racing through my dick were almost unimaginable.

Suddenly I felt her pussy begin to tighten even more and her body convulsing under me. It was her own orgasm, forced upon her as it may have been but there it was! I lost it, my cum rising to the surface in record time and again I soaked her insides. She looked into my eyes for a fleeting second and I would have to say there was confusion there. Forced upon her or not and orgasm is an orgasm and the pleasure of the first is always remarkable.

Knowing that for a second or two she might have enjoyed this forced fuck compelled me to begin pounding her once again. Only this time I wrapped both arms around her thin little waste and rolled over until I had her lying on top. With her head buried under my chin and her tears soaking my chest I grabbed each of her tiny little ass cheeks in either hand and squeezed with painful force as I began thrusting up into her pussy once more. As I felt my third load rising to the surface I pulled her up until the tip of my cock was at her virgin door and slammed for all I was worth deep inside her soaked pussy. My cum exploding to the back of her cunt.

I was done, the need for further pleasure gone from my system I eased my extremely sensitive cock out of her pussy and gently laid her beside me on the bed. Tears began to roll from my eyes as the drugs wore off and I realized the horrible thing I had just been forced to do. Sara made no effort to pull her skirt down or cover her hot, red pussy, she just lay there sobbing, her head buried into the bed. I rolled to the floor and found my clothes, getting dressed quickly. I wanted to say something, but I knew words could never make up for what I had done. So I made my way to the chair on the other side of the room and sat with my head buried in my arms….

 

 

I won’t apologize for my actions even though they were horribly wrong. There are days like today when I just can’t seem to shake what I did, which is why I thought getting this story off my chest would provide me with some comfort and it has. What I did was wrong there is no excuse for doing what I did, but the reward I got from this experience makes it all worthwhile. I will leave you now to pray to god that I burn in hell for doing what most people consider to be an inhumane act. Besides it’s almost four o’clock and I need to pick up my reward from the daycare center.